We deserved that I think.
It may have been a manic sort of start and a mistake-ridden opening period, but we turned it around in the second half and looked composed for large periods, and a genuine threat when on the attack.
The pre-match concern about the pitch was a valid one, as both wings showed signs of lying water from the off, causing both sets of players constant issues in judging the bounce and speed of the ball. One minute it'd skip off the surface twice as fast it ought to; the next it'd inexplicable lose all power and stutter along the ground to its destination like its was made out of velcro. These were miserable conditions to match a fairly miserable place.
New manager, new approach, new belief. That's the way it's supposed to go, isn't it?
We're cutting it fine if we think we can make the play-offs from this point, but one of the key benefits of bringing in a new guy is the implied honeymoon period when he arrives. Knowl was shouted down on this week's Nii Lamptey Show for daring to suggest that if you apply basic we-should-beat-them logic, a run of sorts is possible.
It was mocked (mostly for comedic purposes) given that we haven't managed more than 2 consecutive league wins all season, but now Mr Pressley has entered the building your mind does start to wander a little.
First of the games we assume we're capable of winning is against Scunthorpe. Whisper it quietly, but this one is away from home...
VICTORY. Three of them in a row. What do you think to that?
OK, one was in the first round of the FA Cup, but they all count. It could've been against the Namibian under 3's for all I care. Momentum is the key here.